*Are you there?, You're not alone as you'd think, but you'll wish you were Options

[MorriganAensland]

(Current players:

{§hani}: Tally
P-Girl: J. Lee (stupid censors >_<)
Mightymarty2: Baltor

For those that wish to join, please use the planning thread for character submissions)

You awake to the sound of a quartet of gunshots off in the distance, finding yourselves in a large mail room. How you got here is something you can't for the life of you figure out; the last thing you remember, regardless of the details surrounding it, is your death. Your clothes are also gone, replaced with less ornate and slightly dirty street clothes that inexplicably fit your size well.

Letters and packages are scattered around on the floor, some of them moved into piles while countless others seem to have just been left alone. In some areas of the floor, small pieces of glass glitter. They're the remnants of the florescent lights that would normally have illuminated the room, but now the only light comes from a collection of small slits in one of the walls leading to the outside, each roughly the size of a dime. Among you are a number of other individuals, all of whom look just as confused as you are about what's going on.

Tally, Baltor, in your pockets each of you will find a small but functioning camera capable of taking pictures. Mr. Lee will instead find a lighter which suspiciously has his initials carved onto the bottom.

A fifth gunshot rings out, startling a number of the others. A few of them huddle together, deciding the need for allies outweights any suspicions they may have. A few others though begin to distance themselves from the others, taking steps further back to the outer areas of the room. A few moments pass but there are no more gunshots from outside the room and as such an uneasy calm settles on the group.

Well, you have nothing but questions right now, so you might as well start trying to figure things out.

[mightymarty2]

Baltor looked around this was very confusing the last he remembered was being killed by Bloom now he was some where else with new cloths and some thing in his pocket. A camera 'how very odd, then again all this is'. Baltor tried to teleport out but could, he looked at the door wondering where the gun shots had come from

[P-girl]

'What just.... happened.....' Mr. Lee wondered, getting up slowly, rubbing his head. He remembered.... being slowly taken over by his own invention, Hard Light. Quan doing.... something. And then, nothing.
"Did I....?" He startled by the gunshot, before looking at the other people around him. Seeing how they acted..... "I'm guessing all of you know as much as I do....." He said, straightening his glasses a bit.

[MorriganAensland]

The doors leading out of the mailroom weren't just on Baltor's minds. One of the people moved towards it slowly and reached out to grab the doorknob. At the last fatal moment however, they paused.

"Do you... do you think I should-" he slowly said, turning to the others.

"Of course!" shouted another with tanned skin. "We can't stay cooped up forever in here, can we?" However, few of the others shared his sentiments.

The man at the door gulped nervously before finally closing his eyes and pulling the door open in one swift gesture. A few seconds later he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to everyone else. "It's... well, the coast looks clear. Just looks like an ordinary hallway in an-" Another shot was fired. Not from outside, but from within the mail room. The bullet caught the man between the eyes, killing him outright as the group could only stare in horror.

From the corner farthest away from the door, faint laughter began to be heard. A somewhat chubby man played with the revolver in his hands, mumbling on and on about the number "twenty six" before he brought it up again. Confusion or fear was gone from his eyes. All that remained was madness.

[mightymarty2]

Baltor looked at the guy who had laughed and watched him 'did he fire the bullet' he wondered

[MorriganAensland]

All of a sudden the man looked up at every else and leveled the gun at the group.

"Still too many people here," he announced. "We need a staff of twenty six to ensure the product is completed twenty six days ahead of schedule, even if it requires us to spend twenty six times the amount of money on wages. Twenty six is the amount we need! Not more than that!"

He fires again, this time striking someone who had been drawing their own gun. His laughter grew even more maddened as his gaze swept through the room. "Whoever reaches for a weapon will experience a hell twenty six times greater than any they knew in the past! now get to work! We can't afford to waste twenty six minutes just standing around here like this!"

As if to emphasize his point in his own strange way, the man shot another person dead seemingly at random.

[P-girl]

"God....." Lee said, backing away slightly. What... what was with this man? What was with this place? Clearing his throat, he stepped forward. "You seem to know more about this. Could.... could you tell us what's going on?"

[mightymarty2]

Baltor back off watching the man making sure he was not aiming at him

[MorriganAensland]

Lee's attempts at logic are ill-placed as the man begins to laugh.

"It doesn't matter! Now we have exactly twenty six people in this room and so we can-"

His speech breaks off as someone tries to make a break for the door. Almost immediately he's shot dead as well as the man then lurches back to glare at Lee.

"You... you TRICKED me!" The sanity is quickly becoming a concept lost on the man as he levels his gun at Lee. "You ruined EVERYTHING now! We'll need to spend twenty six days to find someone with the twenty six traits that would make them a viable replacement! And then we'll spend another twenty six days trying to find YOUR replacement!"

Lee, it is quite clear he is going to kill you. He's too far away for you to try to disarm him. You or someone else is going to have to do something fast.

[mightymarty2]

Baltor watched this guy was clearly unstable then he thought the camera "I need a picture of the organiser for this" he said taking a picture with the flash on hoping to temporarily blind him

[P-girl]

"It..... It's not me, I swear!" Lee said, holding his hands up and backing away. "It.... it came from outside...." He tried, before Valtor's flash happened, taking the opportunity, he quickly siddled closer to the other man.

[MorriganAensland]

The light from the camera is less than blinding, only distracting him as he turns his attention on Baltor. Words are beyond him now as he screams. His attention is so focused on Baltor that more than a few people make a break for it. Unlike the previous victim, this time they escape safely.

Lee, you are now close enough to the man to try to disarm him. Baltor, your camera is spitting out a photo now of the man, though you better try to get out of his line of fire and do it quickly.

[mightymarty2]

Baltor muttered "useless camera" he started to move so he would be a harder target than before

[P-girl]

While more a man of words then a man of actions, Lee leapt forward, taking the man's gunarm and trying to wrestle said gun away from him.

[MorriganAensland]

It's rather fortunate for Lee that the insane man is one unused to hand-to-hand combat as well. The revolver goes off again, harmlessly striking a wall and leaving a hole there as the two struggle. A moment later the gun falls to the ground, getting knocked away.

As Lee wrestles with the man, he'll notice the man's strength growing weaker and weaker. His brow furrows as he pants, unable to overcome Lee as his body fails him. His breaths grow more and more ragged, visible vapor beginning to be seen coming from his mouth as he falls to the ground-

And simply stops. Whatever the cause, he's simply stopped, his body locking up on itself.

[mightymarty2]

Baltor whats unsure what was going on, so he stayed back glad the guy was disarmed

[P-girl]

Taking the gun, Lee stepped backwards, aiming it despite the apparent lack of danger the man now presented. He just decided to just keep the man under shot and.... wait for the outcome. Talking didn't help, and with the gun out of his hands, and in a harmless state, it would be best to.... wait.

[MorriganAensland]

(Item acquired: 1 revolver with 1 bullet remaining in it)

Lee's caution is expected but unneeded. The man's body slowly begins to lose color and it goes limp. Oddly though, a small flower begins to sprout from his forehead at a remarkably fast rate, eventually opening up to reveal a large seed resembling a small, red, leaveless pineapple.

By now, the mailroom is almost bare, most everyone having fled when they had the chance. However, one man with short, silvery-gray hair remains, looking Baltor and Lee and letting out a relieved sigh.

"Thank god at least two other people could actually take the initiative here."

[P-girl]

"Well, he could really harm someone in his..... state." Lee said, lowering his gun. "But thanks for your kind words, Mister......?"

[mightymarty2]

Baltor slowly headed over to the man that red pineapple like thing made him curious but he made sure he did not touch it